I have, without my knowing it at the time, moved into one of the areas in Los Angeles that is considered "trendy" to live in.

15 minutes walk from The Grove, which is the most retarded thing to ever be conceived of by man. It's the goddamn, bloody Farmer's Market you bloody idiots! The Grove. Honestly. Bunch of consumerist fools, the lot of 'em. It's been the Farmer's Market since the 1920s, earlier even, and it will be the Farmer's Market long after all the poser little children who go to it now are dead from cocaine overdoses and anorexia. That was bitter. I'm sorry guys.

Los Angeles has, in the span of a month, ruined California for me.

Thinks aren't all bad though. I've gotten in touch with some old friends since moving here, both domestic and abroad, and I've already registered for all my classes in the Fall, with my Cinema production major firmly decided on.

In other news, we're all mourning the passing of a dear friend. A black lab/dane mix named Chubby back in Utah. He went very peacefully, sleeping under a tree in the backyard, but he will be greatly missed.

I you Chubby!

In other other news, I've been getting back into the artistic swing of things due to an RP I joined over on LJ. Lots of note passing that some of the more exuberant rpers(myself included) have decided to photoshop into existence. Doodles of the Marauder Era abound as Lily Evans, Dorcas Meadowes, and Maryanne MacDonald blatantly disregard Professor Flitwick's lessons and torment one another about who each has a crush on.

Well, that's it folks.

Might post a new journal in another couple months!